Road Rage Lyrics – C Dash

Road Rage Lyrics by C Dash

Yo, jdz media
Its been overdue init
Hold tight the family tree
Leicester stand up, you know what it is init

Its who-who?
Its who? mandem are talking about who?
You’re f#ckin’ with who?
These man are gonna spin who?

Thinkin’ about, talkin’ about who?
You’re messin’ with who?
Daddy on a beat, that’s who?
Mandem are talkin’ about who?

You’re f#ckin’ with who?
These man are gonna spin who?
Thinkin’ about, talkin’ about who? who? uh
Murking, came back a whole different person

Fam i’m lurking
You don’t wanna end up in a pickle, gherkin
Beat a man blue, not black, i’ll smurf him
Trust cos this little chicken i’m jerking

Got no time for a flurking
No long, straight pepper, just savage
No doe, frodo, i’m just bagging
Dem flows, ten toes, i’m toe tagging

Fledge man, no brains, just cabbage
Lyrically speakin’, 〈.?.〉 i ain’t f#ckin’ with a demon
Man are hot-headed, i’m steaming
So f#ck with your thoughts like say you’re wet dreaming

Chats to the new school divas
Man are old-school like kel and keenan
Top chef, four mc’s and four seasons
Light work, four egos and four reasons

Don’t care if you man deeped it
Teachers bike, i’m teachin’
Roadman genes so my true reigion i’m preachin’
Stop with the plotting and scheming

Cah just like fly’s, you’ll be dropping in sequence
My lyrics you’re never reaching
Switch to microphone, bleedin’
Put him on pause, stop breathing, huh-huh

Fam stop breathin’, huh
Big like hulk, green demon, huh
Grab man til’ he’s not breathin’, huh
〈?〈 cartel, man’ll bleach him, huh

Spit bars til’ my chest wheezin’, huh
Catch my breathe, let me breath like huh-huh
I’ll come back mean like huh
Dash gimme more, i’m fiending

So i’m like regulate, nate dogg
Warren g ting, east mids, west mids, its a g ting
Up north, of course they’re not sleeping
You might get a capital beating

Cold like ice, i’ll freeze him
Attitude stinks, i’m reeking
These man are shook, mans creeking
Talk about iron, i’m creasing

Beat 〈.?.〉 cah they’re peeping
These man are higher, i’m peeking
You man are whack, man are faeces
Early development, foetus

You man better find jesus
The games in a headlock, sleepers
The way that i patterned it, genius
Don’t mind my tongue, they’re speechless

Everybody’s hiding their weakness
Its that time, that season
They want to make tunes with dash
Cah they know that i shut down the features

So i’m like it makes sense
They can’t stand me, they got fake legs
Break man down how you break z’s
Pharmaceuticals, i’m talkin’ baked meds

And these man ain’t on my wave length
You know what, makes sense
Say it with your chest, no weight bench
Cos you ain’t protected like safe sex

Cah the bars are like weapons
Nobody move, everybody’s still there, somebody move
I’ll 〈.?.〉 punchline, head top, boom
Daddy on the beat, you wanna mess with who?

Wait, swear i seen bare man move
Hunger in my belly and i swear i got room
Can’t draw me out, its in a cartoon
So don’t try send like its a smart move

Cos i feel nice, i got a ill mind
Got punchlines that’ll leave you with a chilled spine
Fam i’m your worst nightmare
I’ll be in mans dreams, krueger

I see red with the green, jumper
Now did you get that scheme?
Clash me? horror movie in the making
Man would’ve thought i was jason

Dead your career, no play ting
Featherweight, 〈.?.〉 on the floor, i’ll levitate
Can’t swing blows wit the heavyweight
Not living in your own skin, leather face

What you’re seeing is a psycho movie but my name ain’t norman
I’ll duppy man outta boredom
I’ll be in your grill, i’m foreman
Cross man over, you’ll get air, i’m jordan
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C Dash Lyrics – Road Rage

C Dash

Road Rage